Blurry Purple Memories (She-ra, an Entrapdak fanfiction)

Chapter Twelve

"Hordak!" Entrapta gleefully declared, holding up a datapad with first one's language written all over it. "Do you know what this means!?" She looked happy, her face and eyes lit up equally with joy as she bounced in place a bit. "No, I do not know," Hordak replied truthfully, but regally. Entrapta just glanced at the datapad again, excited. "It means advancement! It tells more information about First one's crystals! While I already knew most of everything about them, but this one article tells me more about their corruption abilities! It's not much, I could only successfully decipher a little before getting into weird territory where nothing made sense- yet- but It explains why corruption is stronger in other pieces of crystal than other pieces of crystal! And with that information I can try to increase the durability of the crystals- like a security system- so they can't be as easily corrupted and work more efficiently and-"

...And what?

Hordak was right in the middle of quite an enjoyable memory when it suddenly cut out. And not the forgetting way of cutting out. He had been remembering things lately, anyway. more images, more words, more of her. Something had made him feel confident before he went back into the reconditioning process.

He blinked a few times as he realized what cut off the memory. Hordak shot his head up in surprise at the presence of Horde Prime, wondering why he was brought back before the process was finished. He couldn't read his brother's mood, he was smiling, but he couldn't tell what for.

Hordak was going to speak when his eyes scanned the rest of the room. His red eyes met with a pair of blaring violet ones, starting right back into him. He knew those eyes. Those were...

"Entrapta." Hord Prime grinned, glancing over the princess a bit too analytically for Hordak's liking.

Entrapta didn't respond. She just stared at Hordak, mouth slightly agape, with her hands clasped together. The ends of her hair gently twirled in a circle, signifying her confliction. She wouldn't stop staring at him, looking at him, as if nothing else in the room mattered.

Her confliction gave him conflict. Why was she looking at him like that?

Oh, right.

He was currently suspended in the air by heavy black magnets, each clasped tightly around his wrists and ankles. He must have looked ridiculous. Surely that was it, though. Imp delivered his message to her. That's why she was here. Although, it was worrisome that Imp himself wasn't here, and Hord Prime was.

Hordak suppressed a frown, keeping a neutral expression on. He didn't want to worry Entrapta, but he didn't want to show any emotion to his older brother, either. Hordak didn't speak, either. He didn't know what to say anyway. Besides his memories, which he was glad to still have, he hasn't seen Entrapta face-to-face since the portal incident. He didn't even remember how long it had been since then. And that was either from the process or him just not caring to remember.

Entrapta finally removed her eyes from Hordak, slowly moving them to Hord Prime as she moved up on her hair. She didn't speak either, but Hordak didn't blame her. After all, the message he gave Imp was a bit... unlike him, to say the least, and if he'd of had the chance to edit it, it would have sounded much different. But then again, maybe it was a good thing he didn't have the time to edit it.

Hord Prime seemed to be the only one who had something to say. "As requested, here is my brother." He picked up after the previous silence, smiling as he made a hand gesture towards Hordak. This was not like Prime at all. His older brother would never do this just because someone requested it. But still, he did. He didn't want to think about that, though. Someone else here was way more important.